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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    You never called. I've been here all along, And you never called. You move around so much, It's hard to find you. But I've been here all along, And still you never called. I moved along. The only thing I wish I could recall, Would be the moment in where you realize that I&#...
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    I went through every picture of you I had, today. I guess you could say i miss you.. Maybe just a little. But not all the time. Only when I have nothing else to think about. I tend to keep my mind running the moments you're gone for. It leaves less room for you to linger around in. I wish...
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    There’s hope somewhere. Even in the deepest, darkest clouds. There’s hope somewhere Maybe not in God, But some god. Somewhere. There’s hope....
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    Where does your story take place? Maybe somewhere in the clouds, or down under the river’s rage? Wrapped around an old oak tree, or perhaps lost somewhere in a dream? Where does your story start? From the moment you took that very first step, to the time when everything in life was finally set...
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    The butterflies dance and flutter all around. Her heart plummets, and falls to the ground. Down by the creek, it's left split and splattered, Waiting for it's prince to come reattach it. The edges are sharp, left black and blue. Ripped and torn, from years of abu...
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    She can't look down, because the tears cloud her eyes. She can't look around, because she's scared that they'll all see through her lies. Rolling her skin up, and closing her flustered eyes, She creates a barrier that nobody can get inside. Her chins held high, her...
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    Little girl, with an angel face, Never seems to find her place. Though she stands there straight and tall, Porcelain, glass, and liable to fall. Her knees are stiff, but her nerves shake often, Weak and tired from all the crying. Dressed, from head to toe, in all the lies she's told. B...

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